preacher strains, sweat dripping like Jesus’ garden blood. somebody help him with a shout praise or life lifted out hell. preacher no pimp. he love the folk, all their sadness gladness badness madness, his cross to bear in midnight hour when he prays, sweats out blood, face embedded in carpet and clasping hands, for their souls and his own. begs […]
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For My Forever I don’t take it for granted These moments earth Rotations minutes moments Years and sunrises like now In dim light of cold morning The rise of your sleeping breast Comfort me with blessings Of a new day a new sun Rise and anticipation of open Eyes greeting mine: good morning Baby, thankful for more of this Good […]
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(For Dad’s 87th Birthday) Memories dim and refracted In days gone and presently lived Of Daddy’s voice, barely remembered. But presence magnified/ residue like Star dust everywhere And in everything I am. He taught me a man can love With beauty beyond gender Nourish a garden he didn’t Even know how to plant. How Did you do it, I asked […]
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(Artwork by David Horsey, © Tribute Content Agency) disruptive image on screen snatches eyes. media faces strain to describe moving images moving beyond fence of comprehension: the Queen pundit gives them truth to speak and they call them rioters, reluctantly, sight dimmed by lens corrupted for 400 years. Summer home owning normal American’s adorned in horns of dead gods and […]
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The bed, white sheet over my head Is not your casket, but it’s cold now. canvas of precious memories Soaking into my skin. I live within Them now, without you, gone baby gone To wherever sad place heaven is, For you must be grieving me too. Here, these tears, and offering to God Of heaven and the hell of lonely […]
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For Deborah on her birthday Our love dance never ends Love shining from within Soul flavor of cinnamon Night fire and forever friend Eyes first touched in bible study class Face glowing sunshine/ skin like brass I dropped Jah wisdom/ thankful you were there Kept my eyes on mission/ tried not to stare But you were fine so fine from […]
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(For Joetta Powell & all cancer overcomers) I live! I am alive! I am life! Yes! I journey through days and precious moments, I keep on climbing higher and higher My pain cannot diminish my promise. I live, And am blessed, so in my journey, I rise to bless. Tears flow, then cease to trouble me. My clear eyes see […]
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Dreadhead Cowboy on brown and white horse, Fueled by sadness and compassionate remorse, So many children, once lovely, now dead Many weep mutely; he rebelled instead. His rebellion was born in a system unjust When his car was pulled over in a police bust Wrongfully charged with possession of gun Held in jail banished from the sun He was innocent/ […]
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Imaginary Journey Into a Queen’s Grave Cooling at home In the love zone She on the phone I’m flexed to bone We in the vibe Hearts open wide Peace flows inside We love to hide Here in the bubble Far from the troubles Our love is subtle She come we cuddle We sip the wine My girl so fine Her […]
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(painting by Catherine A. Moore) We chased the comet, Descending like a teardrop It’s journey slashing polluted Onyx sky. And then the news John Lewis gone now John Lewis gone now. His Trail blaze righteously cutting Redemption way, dim, descending To rest with heroes under The earth, where they nurture Us in the night. The comet speaks And i see […]
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